My English Teacher

I storm into the class a little out of breath.

"I'm sorry I'm late but I--" I stop. Everything stops. Except my heart. It keeps beating faster and faster but at the same time it sinks. From the look in his eyes I can see he feels the same way. He coughs trying to get back to reality, the one thing I didn't want to happen.

"Well miss uhm Green, I'm Mr Hemmings and.." Please don't let this be true. Please don't say it.

"I'll be your English teacher for this year."

/// A Luke Hemmings fanfiction

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1. Chapter 1

 

"A green tea pleace." I smile while looking at all the options right in front of me. I've never been the person to choose easely. I mean look at it, there are so many options and they are all pretty good.

"And your name is?" 

"Malia" I answer quickly. Not even 3 minutes later I had my tea. I searched for my wallet in my purse and tried to hurry up, because I had to work in about 30 minutes and it was a 20 minute walk. Most of the time I was late, but the last time my boss noticed and became a little angry. Just a little. Well actually he said if I did it again he would fire me. So it wasn't kind of nice, so that's why I am in such a hurry. If I arrive 10 minutes early he will forget about the previous time and hopefully forgive me again the next time I'm too late.

I grab my wallet and scrable through all the coins looking for two euros. As soon as I see him I take it and give it to the nice lady behind the cash desk. Not noticing she said something to me I turn around and slowly walk away with my tea in my hand trying to close my purse. At that moment I realize the lady said 'thank you and have a nice day' so as fast as I can I turn around and answer. "Thank you too and have a nice day yourself." I almost yell while walking backwords. After turning around again I immediatly bumb into someone and spill my tea on his shirt.

"I'm so sorry. Ooo god I really am. I'm in a hurry and was doing to many things all at once and those are the times I am clumsy. And it looks like you are my victim. I'm so so sorry." I ramble while running to the desk and taking all the napkins that were provided for all the customers but I guess they are all mine now. I run back and start cleaning up his shirt while apologizing for another fifty times. But he didn't give me the chance to do that. Before the thirth sorry came out of my mouth he grabed my shoulders.

"Okay you said sorry enough. It doesn't matter it's only tea so actually you spilled water with a nice taste on me. That isn't to bad is it. It's like taking a shower with a candle that has the smell of lavendel or something." It was the first time I actually looked at him and I lost my words for a second. He has ocean blue eyes, the special blue you find at deserted islands. The clear and relaxing, the pure blue. It matches perfectly with his dirty blond hair that lays in a messy quiff. He has a cute, small nose and soft lips that were moving again. I snap back to reality and shake my head. 

"...with a wet napkin I don't think it will dry that fast." I giggle and throw it into the bin.

"Sorry." I say again while looking down. 

"You need to stop saying that because it's getting on my nerves." He laughs and it really made my stomage do a hundred flips. 

"I wanted to say sorry on that but I guess I better don't before you do something to me." I say while staring into his eyes. 

"That's a great idea because you never know maybe I took ducktape with me and I lock you up with thousands of layers of ducktape on your mouth so you wouldn't be able so say that word again." 

"Yeah I thought so because you totaly look like someone who would carry ducktape under his shirt Because you never know when it can be usefull right?" 

"Yeah and I think you would be my first victim of the morning."

"What? Why? I didn't even say 'sorry' anymore. Okay shit now I did but that doesn't count does it?"

"Yeah I guess it does well now I have to put ducktape on your mouth and lock you up or you could just come with me and grab a drink." A wide smile appears on my face while hearing the sound of his words humming through my ears. The fist thought was 'smooth, very smooth'. Second thought was 'what are you waiting for, you dumbass'. That was the moment my thirth thought rushed into my mind.

Work.

I have to go to work. I look at my watch and see I still have 15 minutes. Panic floats through my veins and I think he saw it too.

"You don't have to if you don't want to. I'm sorry." His smile turns into a serious and embarrassed face. I could read his mind and I know that all the thoughts and suppositions are wrong. 

"No, no I really would love to do that but I have to go to work and I have to be there at half past 6 but it's a 20 minute walk from here so I won't be in time anymore and the last time I was late too and he almost scratched my eyes out. Nice guy but still it was pretty scary." He laughed while listning to my words. "And he also kind of said that if I was late one more time again he would fire me and that is kind of a thing I am avoiding so... and why am I telling all this I'm just waisting my and your time." 

"No you're not. You're deffinetly not."

"That's sweet of you, uuhm..."

"Oh sorry it's Luke and yours is?" 

"Malia and maybe next time I should be the one who brings ducktape." we both laughed and for a moment all the stress disappeared but as soon as it was gone as soon as it came back.

"I'm so sorry but I really have to go now." I say while gathering all my stuff.

"Think about the ducktape." I laugh while getting up ending a lot closer to him than I should. So close that I could smell his cologne, the smell I loved the most, manly and soft, sweet and pure all at the same time. 

"U-uhm I know I shouldn't say it but still I'm sorry you know." I softly say almost wispering it while looking into his eyes. 

"I'm glad you did." he wispers letting me feel his hot breath on my lips.

"Why should you?" I tease a bit trying to let him say te words I want to hear the most.

"First of all I'm glad you did it on my shirt and not on my pants that would be way more awkward" I giggle listening very closely to every word he wispers. " And second of all I met this--"

"Excuse me, can you please get out of the way I want to order something." A irritating voice says making us take a step back. I look at my watch and see it's 20 past 6.

"I really need to hurry now. I won't be in time accept when I run to there." I laugh heading towards the door. "It was really nice meeting you Luke." I smile while turning around but before I could open it a strong hand grabbed my wrist and spinned me around. 

"What if I drive you?" he asks while look at me with hopefull eyes.

"You would make me keep my job." I smile by the though of him wanting to do something for me.

"Well then I'll drive you." He takes my hand and leads me outside toward his car. We reach a black truck and despite the mudd resting on the parts closest to the ground it is pretty clean. He opens the door and lets me get in before he jumps in himself. He starts the car and pesses on a few buttons for the radio to start singing songs. 'So you like music?' was the question that causes us to talk and laugh the whole ride. 

"Yes ofcourse I do, it would be a shame if someone doesn't like it." he says starting to tell about blink 182, nirvana and good charlotte how he admires them. He told me he had been a part of a band himself for 6 years but after those years the band stopped but he didn't tell me why. He asked in what kind of music I was interested in and I really couldn't give him an answer because I really like so many different types of music I couldn't name them all. But of course he made me and so I started my list with artists, bands and types of music. Not long after my long list the car stops making me look outside seeing the restaurant where I work. It was a well known and popular restaurant in Sydney and I don't even know how I got in there or why they accepted me. I like working there, it's stressfull most of the time but also very relaxing at the same time.

"You work here?" His eyes widen and a smirk forms on his face "Nice".

"Thanks" I laugh, "But I really should get going now." 

"Yeah, yeah sure. I'll see you soon." He says before giving me a kiss on my cheek. They immediatly start burning and I could feel my heart skipping a beat.

"Yeah see you soon." I jumped out of the car with a big smile on my face that didn't disappear when the time passed because I new one thing for sure. This isn't over yet.

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